Fantasy: Exposed by the Devil's Female Master Simulation

Feeling the cold and smoky eyes, coldly projected towards him.

Tsurugi-san suddenly felt a little tight in his scalp.

It was expected that it was his own trial twice, which annoyed the other party somewhat.

Now the form is still unclear, and it is impossible to determine how much energy this female devil has left.

He brought so many disciples with him and stood in his Sect.

It is not suitable for directly tearing the skin for the time being.

As the thoughts in his mind continued to flow, Tsurugi Shin-chan smiled shyly:

"Since the Leng Sect Leader has opened his mouth, let me wait and let this fight begin."

The voice did not fall.

Hemu Zhenren glanced at Xuanmiaozong, the eight imposing true disciples.

With a move in his heart, he continued:

"But before the fight begins, I have another suggestion."

Leng Qingyan raised her brows, secretly guessing that this real Tsurugi had some bad thoughts again.

However, his face remained indifferent, and he said, "But it doesn't matter."

"A Sect, the most important thing is the facade of the battle, and the talent with infinite potential."

Tsurugi Daoist showed an ambiguous smile: "The former represents a Sect, how high can it stand at the moment."

"And the latter, decides how far a Sect can go in the future."

"It's about this competition. We have discussed the two cases before, which are divided into the true battle and the battle with Tianjiao."

"In these two battles, the real person is looking forward to the battle of Tianjiao."

"I don't know if the next battle, can we start with the battle of Tianjiao?"

A splendid splendor flashed in Tsurumu Daoist's eyes: "I am really looking forward to it. The arrogance of Xuanmiao Sect can open my eyes."

In fact, the Galaxy Cluster Daoist will send Tsurugi Daoist to visit, just to test the background of today's Leng Qingyan and Xuanmiao sect.

And the eight True Inheritances standing behind Leng Qingyan are all notorious people.

As for their details, I can detect them, and they have already been thoroughly touched by the major forces in the Dongxuan Region.

As for their hidden cards, they won't reveal anything in a Sect match.

Yes.

Compared to the true battle.

The real person Tsurumu wanted to see the Xuanmiao Sect and Wugenius through the battle of Tianjiao.

Moreover, presumably such a small request will not provoke Leng Qingyan's opposition.

"I reject!"

Leng Qingyan was expressionless, without hesitation.

"Cold Sect Leader, why is this?" Tsurugi was a little surprised.

"I don't want to." Leng Qingyan said coldly.

What's the reason for this?

Tsurugi was speechless and spoke with a heart.

After thinking about it, I thought of the past of the deeds of the devil who was reckless across from me.

This reason seems to be acceptable in the past.

"Since that's the case, let's fight the true inheritance first." Tsurumu-san smirked and decided not to tangle too much on this issue.

Anyway, after the True Inheritance War, the Tianjiao War is still going on.

"Um."

Leng Qingyan responded lightly.

He pretended to be okay, but whispered to the disciple on the side: "What's going on with Jiang Chuan, why hasn't anyone arrived yet for such a big event?"

The disciple on the side answered hesitantly: "Jiang Feng is the master of him...he..."

"What's wrong with him?" Leng Qingyan suddenly felt wrong and asked with a frown.

"Jiangfeng Lord he..." The disciple swallowed and said with a trembling voice, "He's drunk again..."

"Drunk again?!"

Leng Qingyan couldn't help but help her forehead, her heart was filled with anger and a bit of helplessness.

Why don't you give up and believe in those kendo experts, what's the matter with Jiang Chuan?

"Hurry up and call Jiang Chuan over. If he is unconscious, you have to carry him on your back!"

Leng Qingyan instructed the disciple beside him.

"Yes, Sect Leader."

The disciple knew that Sect Leader was angry.

How dare to stop for more, Fei also rushed towards the ninth peak.

the other side.

The true battle candidate selected by the Galaxy Cluster Dao Sect walked out slowly from the crowd there.

Sword eyebrows and star eyes, extraordinary bearing.

It is the first disciple of the Galaxy Cluster Taoist sect, Murong Longcheng.

On the way, his eyes never left Ye Tiannan behind Leng Qingyan.

"Ye Tiannan, did you know?"

Murong Longcheng slowly drew his sword out of the scabbard and said in a deep voice, "I've been looking forward to this battle for a long time!"

The voice just fell.

The spirit sword is unsheathed.

A powerful breath of the king's realm erupted from Murong Longcheng, like a tidal wave, like a shocking wave hitting the shore.

Xuanmiao Sect's true legends all narrowed their eyes.

This Murong Longcheng is indeed extraordinary.

No wonder he has gained such a great reputation in the world of practice over the years.

"Ye Tiannan, when you changed your name to 'Sin', you overturned the waters of the East China Sea and killed eight Grand Great Masters. One of them was my ancestor of the Murong family. For this battle, I have waited for a dozen years."

Murong Longcheng opened his mouth.

"Is there such a thing?"

Ye Tiannan raised his brows when he heard the words, but smiled helplessly: "I have killed too many people, so I forgot about it. However, I can kill your ancestor, and I can kill you as well."

"Unfortunately, your opponent is not me."

As Ye Tiannan spoke, a lonely shadow walked out from his side.

Holding a blood knife, he confronted Murong Longcheng.

"Blood hand, Li Tianzheng?"

Murong Longcheng looked at each other, his eyes gradually narrowed, and he said indifferently: "Well, I'll kill you first, and then go to Ye Tiannan."

boom!

The breath of Li Tianzheng's body also spread out with a bang.

It collided fiercely with the momentum of Murong Longcheng.

For a time, a gust of wind was born out of thin air, rolling in all directions.

The blowing made everyone present, their robes rattled.

A world-shattering war is about to break out.

...

...

at the same time.

"Whirring whirring--"

On the ninth peak.

With an empty jug in his hand, Jiang Chuan fell drunk on a piece of bluestone, snoring loudly, and looked like he was completely drunk.

But if you look closely, you will find that Jiang Chuan's eyes are clear, and there is no hint of drunkenness.

The reason why he hasn't gone is naturally not because he wants to be timid.

Since this battle cannot be avoided, Jiang Chuan will not do the so-called useless effort to avoid the battle.

It's just that this is the moment when his Cultivation Base has reached a critical moment, and he is breaking through to the Ninth Stage.

"Whirring whirring--"

With every breath and breath, there is an extremely rich alcohol smell, which is exhaled from Jiang Chuan's mouth and nose.

Coiled around its body for a long time.

If you look closely, you will be able to find it more, except for the smell of alcohol.

A little bit of cyan sparks splashed out from his mouth and nose.

Behind Jiang Chuan, even more faintly, there is a phantom of eternal green lotus floating in the air.

this moment.

Jiang Chuan had already pushed the Dionysian spell and Fen Jue to the extreme.

In order to be able to upgrade own Realm as soon as possible.

In the next Tianjiao battle, try to improve your own confidence as much as possible.

"Come on, come on..."

While activating the Dionysian Charm and Burning Art, Jiang Chuan's eyes pierced through the void as he looked towards Shanmen Square.